Sunday, February 3, 2013
I kinda thought that catering college would prepare me for anything. It seems not. Last night my vegetable preparation was compared to something you might find in the trash after the gravy has been extracted.Try as I might I can't seem to please the head chef with much of late. My dad says I need to grow a pair of balls and stand up for myself. It is not like that in a kitchen though. At least my skill with keeping quiet has kept me in a job longer than some. I need a mentor. I need someone who will explain things and have patience instead of anger. How will I cope when the pressure is really on, I guess I will have to wait and see.